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When his adoring cousin had turned her angel-face his way and begged him to take her to the fair, he melted, mentally postponing his date with Ben – who had other ideas. “Oh, but I love fairs,” he grinned. “I'll tag along.” And Will, though inexplicably uneasy, didn't argue.
He realized his folly too late.
They were minutes past the entrance when Ben purchased the unicorn pop.
He tried not to watch that sinful tongue, those teasing lips. Really. But he was only a man, and when his lover deep-throated the damn thing – well, enough was enough.
Annie would understand someday.